1. Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown;
Only waiting till the glimmer
Of the day’s last beam is flown;
Only waiting till the reapers
Have the last sheaf gathered home;
For the summertime has faded
And the autumn winds have come. -2
Words by Mrs. Frances L. Mace / Music by Ira D. Sankey

2. Waiting for a brighter dwelling Than I ever yet have seen,
Only Waiting
Waiting for a brighter dwelling
Than I ever yet have seen,
Where the tree of life is blooming,
And the fields are ever green:
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